And then, though the jet lag hasn’t completely faded, I remembered many of the reasons why I’m so happy to be here, why I always choose to return. I also bought a fabulous red dress I might wear for my solo show. And I discovered the best surprise of all: in my favorite horchata place, Planelles Donat on Portal d’Angel, where I’ve been drinking horchata de chufas for ten years now, they’ve framed and displayed the watercolor I painted for them three years ago. It turns out a part of me is always here. I might at times doubt my connection to this complex and wonderful city. Its magic sometimes eludes me, yet sometimes takes my breath away. But perhaps magical connections are this way. Perhaps they get a little staticky at times, but they are never lost.
It’s a pleasure when you include lots of pics. I love the one with the full shadow of the palm (looking like a fluffy dance skirt).